Castles in the Sand

I'm wondering why I'm sitting here still
Nowhere to go, and time to kill.
I'm wasting time, finding things to do,
In a tunnel walking blindly through.

Plans and stories fill my head,
Of things to do, but still I tread;
Always forward in a line,
Missing the life that I call mine.

So why make wishes to come true,
When I'm not trying to reach through?
Why waste time and ask for more;
The plans I make have a constant flaw.

Why build stories in my head;
Places to go before I'm dead:
Waiting for life to begin,
Fairy tales in my mind I spin.

But life is here and passing by,
One day I'll turn around and cry,
Cos everything I've ever built
Is just as good as a drink that's spilt.

The dreams and wishes I believe,
More real to me than the air I breathe.
On everything I've built, I stand;
But they're just castles in the sand.